"Holy shit," you breathe out, pinching your own cheeks as Namjoon walks back into the room after brushing his teeth. "She's actually awake."

"She is," he drunkenly grins, turning out the lights before crawling into the bed next to you. "This is the best Christmas gift ever." The only light still left on is the lamp on his side table.

"It really is," you smile, still trying to process what happened. "And the fact that she has her memory is insane. I was really dreading memory loss like in a cliche kdrama."

"Do cockroaches have good memories?" he asks seriously, making you burst out in laughter.

"I love you, Kim Namjoon," you giggle, pressing your lips to his forehead.

"Why are you using my government name?" he glares, gripping your wrist. "Also, that's not where I want a kiss."

You chuckle and place a small peck against his lips.

"That's not what I want either," he frowns, but you know what he wants. Drunk and horny Namjoon has made his appearance.

"Joon," you roll your eyes. "Jin and Jimin are right on the other side of the wall."

"So?" he stares angrily into your eyes. "You just have to be quiet."

"You know I'm not very good at that," you stare angrily back. He holds your gaze for a few seconds before sighing and rolling onto his back.

"Fine," he grunts.

"You poor, mistreated little munchkin," you giggle, sliding yourself down on the bed and pulling the covers over you both.

"At least let me cuddle you," he huffs. "I want to spoon."

"Deal," you smile, but your breath hitches as Namjoon sits up to slowly pull his sweater up and over his head. To deal with the stress and depression, Namjoon spent a lot of time in the gym over the last two months. His already perfectly sculpted body has only become even more defined and beautiful. Your mouth waters just looking at his bare chest.

I'm such a weak bitch for those fucking tits.

"Stop staring," he snorts. "I can't sleep in this hot sweater."

You remain silent and nod, turning over so he can wrap his arm around your waist and nuzzle himself into the crevice of your neck. His half hardened length presses into your ass, making you bite into your lip to stifle your moan.

"Baby," he whines like a child, unwrapping his arm from your waist. "Take your sweater off too, it's too hot."

"You're annoying, you know that?" Your eyes narrow at him as you look over your shoulder.

"Yes," he laughs.

You slip your sweater over your head and toss it to the floor before laying back down. Your hand slaps over your mouth when Namjoon's body presses back against yours, his muscular build swallowing you into him. Your dumbass is just now realizing that all you have on is a bralette and your skimpy thong, while all Namjoon is wearing are his boxers.

The heat between the two of you is so intense that it almost feels like your bodies are on fire for each other. Feeling his hot, smooth skin against yours has your body betraying your mind, making you begin to feel that familiar knot in your stomach.

"Baby," he whispers huskily into your ear and makes you shiver. "Why are you so tense right now?"

His fingertips slowly trail over your hips and stomach, leaving goosebumps all over your body. His pointer finger is teasingly brushing against the hem of your underwear with every movement he makes, and you're already wet just from feeling his body against yours.

"I'm not," you lie through your teeth, which only amuses Namjoon more.

"Are you sure?" he asks playfully, beginning to leave slow, wet kisses down your neck, making your legs squeeze together tighter. His hand slowly makes its way to your ass but he doesn't squeeze it, he just gently caresses your skin, making your heat begin to throb.

You feel him smirk against your ear when your body trembles, because he knows you're reacting to him, just like you always do.

"Baby," he says again when you don't answer his question, his hand leaving your ass to trail over your hip and to your front. He gently strokes his fingers across your thong, staying just above your heat. A small moan slips out of your lips when he starts making circular motions with his middle and pointer finger just above your throbbing bud. "Are you sure you're not a little tense?"

You still have your hand over your mouth and you're practically panting into it, your wetness pooling between your legs. Namjoon releases you to roll onto his back.

"Okay, okay," he chuckles. "I'm sorry. I won't tease you anymo-"

His breath hitches when you suddenly flip yourself over and stretch your leg across his lap to straddle him. He groans and stars twinkle in his eyes when you sink your heat down against his length, your hooded and lustful eyes boring into his.

"We can only do it if you brought a condom," you say with a growl in your voice, slipping your bralette over your head to toss it to the floor. Your jaw slacks when Namjoon immediately reaches under his pillow to pull out the square foil with a smirk on his lips.

"I grabbed one when you were showering earlier."

Namjoon lets out a muffled grunt when he receives a stiff punch to the stomach. "Did you plan for this the whole time?"

"No," he laughs through his pain, gripping your thighs with his strong hands. "But I was definitely hoping for it."

"You're so annoying," you glare, but your head snaps back when he grinds into your heat from below.

"You already said that," he smiles smugly. "Take your panties off."

You scowl down at him before you let the lust take back over, watching him cockily lick across his lower lip. Obediently you step off of him and push your thong down over your thighs and down to the floor.

"Come here," he says as more of a pant, staring at your lower half that's clearly dripping for him. "Sit on my face."

A shiver of excitement runs down your spine. This is something you still haven't tried with Namjoon yet. You crawl onto the bed and hover over his shoulders, using the headboard to balance yourself. His large hands grab your ass, inching you forward and closer to his face.

His grip travels to your thighs and he applies a light pressure to sit you down a little more, a small whimper escaping your lips when his hot mouth makes contact with your heat.

You have to bite into your lip to stifle your moans as his tongue begins to lightly circle your clit, shooting waves of pleasure through your body. He applies a little more pressure to your thighs to sink you down a little more, allowing him to put more pressure against your sensitive and aching bud.

"Fuck," you whisper. "Jesus Christ, Joon, this feels fucking amazing."

He hums at your compliment, making you whimper as he licks a long strip over your core. It takes everything you have not to scream out his name when his tongue begins to pump into your hole, your legs getting wobbly as he switches back and forth between pumping and sucking.

Your voice comes out when he enters two fingers inside of you, continuing to circle your clit with his tongue. You bite into your hand in an attempt to control yourself, and it begins to feel so good you start to ride his face. He pulls his fingers back out and grabs your thighs again, taking control of your pace as you buck against him for more friction.

"Fuck, Joon," you pant as quietly as you can. "I'm going to cum."

He doesn't let go and continues lapping your juices, picking up the pace to let you know it's okay. The pleasure coursing through your body has you trembling, your orgasm mere seconds away from washing over you.

"Oh my god," you moan without holding back, the knot in your stomach snapping and shooting ecstasy up your spine. Your legs tremble as you come undone on top of him, letting out uncontrollable breathy moans. You ride his face through your high and Namjoon pulls his tongue back when your grinding gets sloppy.

You pull your leg up and over him to fall back onto the bed, panting from how intense that was.

"Good god," you exhale as your voice gets quiet again, looking at his smug face. "That's dangerous. I could get addicted to that." You're slightly embarrassed by the amount of liquid dripping from his face, but you also find it incredibly sexy when he begins to wipe his mouth clean, licking up the residue from his hand.

"I hope you do," he smirks, pushing himself up from the mattress. "Thanks for the meal."

You gape at Namjoon's length as he stands up off the bed, clearly rock hard just from you riding his face.

"Why are you surprised?" he chuckles in a hushed tone. "I fucking love eating you out."

Your legs squeeze together, already feeling your arousal building back up. You crawl over to him and slip your fingers into the hem of his boxers, slowly but hungrily pushing them past his hips and over his thighs so they fall to the ground.

Your eyes sparkle as his length slaps against his stomach. "Dammit," you exhale, gripping his length and making him flinch. "Your dick is the best in the world."

"You're fucking right it is," he smirks down at you arrogantly. Yoongi and Jin are both slightly bigger than him but it doesn't bother him in the slightest. Namjoon knows he's not small, and the look on your face each time you see his length strokes his ego.

"I want it in my mouth," you say quietly, looking up at him with lustful puppy dog eyes.

"You know I'll never say no to that," he snorts.

You get up off the bed and push him down to sit on the mattress. You get on your knees and nestle yourself between his thighs.

"Fuck," he groans, leaning back on his palms. "I love the sight of you on your knees." The angle you're looking up at him from is so incredibly sexy it makes you wet all over again. His hooded eyes are staring down at you lustfully, his tongue is pressed against his cheek, his huge chest is rising and falling in exhilaration, and his member is hungrily throbbing for your attention.

"I know you do," you lick your bottom lip arrogantly, catching him off guard by licking a long strip up from his base to his tip.

"Christ," Namjoon shivers, pinching his brows as you start to suckle his swollen head. "That mouth of yours is going to be the death of me."

You begin to bob your head, taking him further into your mouth each time. He groans when you swallow him to the hilt, beginning to use your hand up and down his length at the same pace as your mouth. Gripping the back of your hair he starts to control the pace, gently bucking his hips into your mouth.

"Fuck," he groans as a whisper. "We have to stop, I don't want to cum yet."

You yelp as he yanks your head back, pulling you off of him. He guides you to stand up, pushing you onto the bed on all fours.

"This height is perfect," he smirks, making you gasp as his thumb hovers over your neglected heat, your wetness making Namjoon beam in delight. "I'm going to fuck you from behind so good you won't be able to keep quiet."

You want to protest but instead you quietly moan as Namjoon enters his fingers back inside of you, his other hand gently stroking your clit. Your arms tremble as they try to hold yourself up, your jaw slacking at the pleasure shooting through you.

"Oh my god," you whisper, hanging your head down as Namjoon begins to stretch you, the slight burn only intensifying your pleasure as he prepares you to take him.

As Namjoon releases you to put the condom on, you grab one of the pillows and bury your face into it, knowing you're about to be way too loud. He uses your wetness to palm himself a few times before placing himself at your entrance.

He doesn't say anything, he just slowly pushes his tip inside, your body shivering at the mixture of pain and pleasure. As usual he takes his time entering inside of you, giving your walls time to relax. He grips your ass to spread you farther apart, humming quietly to himself once he's buried all the way inside of you.

You're panting into the pillow at this point, your walls clenching and trembling around him as they try to adjust. It's taking you a little longer than usual so Namjoon reaches around to circle your clit a few times, earning himself some stifled moans into your polyester pillow case. He starts slowly pumping in and out once he feels you relax, and you already feel like you're on cloud nine.

"Your pussy is amazing, baby," Namjoon says breathlessly, continuing his slow pace. "You take me so well, you're so fucking incredible."

"Joon," you whimper into the pillow. "Faster."

"Incredible and needy," he chuckles, wrapping his hand around your thigh to spread your legs further. "But you know I'll give it to you the way you want it."

"Oh, fuck," you moan as quietly as you can. If Jin or Jimin are still awake they can definitely hear you. "Baby oh god, that feels amazing."

Namjoon grips your ass as he thrusts into you with more force, making you bite into your hand again to contain your voice. The little whimpers that are escaping your mouth only make Namjoon pound into you harder and faster, making your body visibly shake from euphoria.

"Joon, I'm going to cum," you whine, clutching the pillow so hard your knuckles are white.

"I'm right behind you baby," he grunts, slamming into you so good you're beginning to see stars. "Cum for me."

Not even two seconds later you moan out his name as you come undone around him, your walls clenching around his length as he pumps into you over and over again. "Oh my fucking god," you cry out silently into the pillow, riding out your high as you feel Namjoon's thrusts get sloppy.

You both pant from the exhaustion from having to hold back yours voices, finally coming down from the adrenaline rush. You whimper as Namjoon eases himself out of you before you collapse onto the bed, your legs still trembling from your release.

Flipping yourself over on your back you watch Namjoon smirk as he ties the condom before tossing it into the bin. Your eyes stay glued to him as he walks over to his jeans to pull something from the pocket. You're still lying on your back and he crawls onto the mattress next to you, leaning his body weight onto his right arm to hover over you.

"I love you," he smiles warmly, pressing his soft lips against yours. "I'm going to love you forever."

"Is that a proposal I hear?" you giggle playfully before cupping his face to kiss him again.

"Well..." he blushes and looks away. "It's not quite there yet. But I do want you to know I have every intention of being with you as long as you'll let me."

"Which is forever," you laugh quietly.

He peels himself off of you to sit up, gently holding your wrist to sit you up as well. Your eyes travel down to a little black box in his hand.

"What is that?" you ask with your eyes wide.

He nervously opens the box and tears immediately brim in your eyes as your heart feels like it's going to explode.

They're couple rings.

Simple yet beautifully elegant silver matching couple rings.

He takes your trembling hand and gently slides the ring onto your finger as you remain speechless, and then he slides the bigger one onto his hand as well.

"Merry Christmas," he says with a shy smile, meeting your eyes again. "I love you, [Y/N], and I wanted to get something to prove it."

You shakily lift your hand into the air, marveling at the stunning jewelry sitting on your right ring finger. The tears spill from your eyes when you see Joon engraved onto the side.

You want to say thank you but you can't, you just start sobbing, clutching your hand to your chest. He pulls your naked body against his, stroking your hair as he places gentle kisses across your shoulder.

"I love you," you finally croak out, still gripping your hand to your body. "I love you so much."

"I know that," he chuckles, but you can hear the tears in his voice. "Thank you for loving me, baby."

He pulls back to lay you down, gently pulling the covers over your bodies. You stay staring at your ring and he chuckles before turning the lamp off behind him.

"No, turn it back on," you say shakily but seriously. "I can't see my ring anymore."

"You can stare at it tomorrow," he yawns. You'd forgotten he was still a little drunk and is probably not going to last much longer.

"Fine," you huff, clutching onto him like a koala bear. "But I'm never taking it off."

"Good," he smirks, nuzzling you more into his chest. "I'll have to take mine off my finger for work sometimes but it'll always be on my body somewhere."

"It better be," you giggle. "Seriously Joon thank you so-"

You're stopped by the faint sounds of Namjoon's snores and all you can do is laugh.

Take that, universe, you think to yourself. We are getting that damn happy ending.

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Chappy 86 ~

You guys can probably tell there's only a few chapters left of Sleep With Me

Thank you to everyone's who's read along with me, and an even bigger thank you to all those who like and comment on each chapter :)

& Tysm

Cast your votes — my next book will either be about Taehyung, Jin, or Jungkook since I have all of theirs planned out already

I was nervous my editor was going to be done with me after this book but when I told her I have books planned for each member her immediate response was "oh thank god" lmao